The bar shut at midnight but managed to get a couple more drinks before stavos the bar man said he had to close I said that I wasn't ready to go to be... yet and wanted more to drink , he said that he would take me to a place where I could have more to drink .I agreed to go with him , and after walking down several small streets we stopped outside what looked like an apartment block. he opened the door and told me to start walking up the stairs, he stayed a few steps behind me and I could sense. “Young Mr. McLaggen,” the man said, much to my surprise, “it’s a pleasure to see you. How are your mother and father doing?” “Fine, Sir,” I mumbled, wondering how he knew who I was. Without any more conversation, the old man pulled a measuring tape from his vest and, walking right up to me, he started taking my measurements. Well, after just having my measurements taken by Madame Malkin, this was a whole different experience. I mean, I can understand why he might need to know the. Next thing i know, your smacking my ass with your hand, making me moan and cry out in pleasure. You then start to mess with the butt plug in my ass, twisting and pulling it in and out of my ass. by this time, I’m begging you to fuck my pussy or my ass, i don't care, as long as you fuck me, but you tell me no and to roll over on my back. For the first time, i can see that you have a glass nearby; you pull out an ice cube and start to run it up my stomach, making me squirm. You than run it. Marty helped me down off the table. They ordered me to lie down on the floor. I continued to pose in every vulgar position they could possibly conceive of and I enjoyed each embarrassing pose as much as they did.I posed for them for about another five minutes once I was naked. I even masturbated to amuse them. They didn't let me have an orgasm, though. I don't know if they were intentionally keeping me horny or they just weren't concerned with my state of mind. Probably the latter.I doubt if.